A/N: Yes, originally this was going to only be a one-shot, but this part popped in my head a second later. So yay for the bonus chapter! WHOO! And before you get your hopes up; no this is not a confessional chapter. It's just Natsu's 'point of view' during the conversation. Enjoy the Pre-Nalu fluff!

Hehe, I wasn't going to post this... but then I thought: Eh, what the heck. And the rest is history.

Enjoy and as always, see you in the next one! -808Lionfire

Disclaimer: Fairy Tail (c) Hiro Mashima

Two A.M.

"C'mon, Luce. Pick up."

Visible breath puffed out of his mouth, swirling in the empty air in front of him. Slightly unnerved, he set the plastic bag of goodies on the floor next to him and narrowed his eyes up at the second story window. The salmon-haired teen knew how heavily his best friend slept (how else would he manage to sneak into her apartment before school?), but he could hear her phone blaring from where he stood. And he also knew she slept with her phone by her head, no matter how much Erza scolded her. She must be up by now.

"Hey, this is Lucy!" A chiming voice slid through the phone, making the smallest of smiles crack through his nervousness, "I'm not here right now–"

Cutting the call, Natsu let out a breathy sigh. The last thing he wanted to do was get caught up in her voice and leave a weird voicemail again... don't ask. However, he will admit that the blonde arrived at school the next day with a frazzled, freaked out appearance until he caved into his laughter and admitted that he was the one that called. This was the day after he swiped her number from Levy's phone... again, don't ask.

He swore under his breath and briefly wondered if Ice-face was right. Maybe he should have listened to that idiot's advice and waited... With a smirk, the pinkette shook his head and dialed the blonde's phone again. The vacation weekend with the guys had been a real eye-opener. Not only for himself, but a few other guys as well. Namely Gajeel, Gray, and Jellal but that's another story for another day. Besides, Natsu never considered himself a patient person, he couldn't wait for tomorrow.

Even if she did get pissed off at him for calling so late, he wouldn't regret this decision.

"What in God's name drove you to call me at such an ungodly hour?"

The moment the other line picked up, that was the greeting he got. Natsu couldn't help but let out a loud laugh despite the clear ring of annoyance in the girl's tone. He knew she didn't mean any of it though. More often than not, she missed him just as much as he missed her.

"Hey!" Natsu chirped happily to the phone, "I know its late and all, but this couldn't wait until tomorrow."

"Seriously, Natsu," Lucy's voice paused and he could easily picture her rolling her brown orbs at him, "It's two in the morning. What's so important that you couldn't wait to tell me when I got to school?"

"Ah," He cleared his throat, his earlier nervousness hitting him like a freight train, "Well..."

His hands started to get sweaty when the silence stretched. It didn't help that he could clearly hear the blonde's steady breathing through the phone, her patient silence only adding to his hesitance. He swallowed thickly, praying that she couldn't hear it. Fortunately, she didn't. But she did let out a resigned sigh, making his throat go dry.

"I'm hanging up now–"

"No! Wait!" Natsu panicked, holding his hand out as if he was trying to stop her, "Seriousy, Luce! This is super important!"

There was a little bit of shuffling at the end of the line before she replied, "Well?"

"I, uh," He swallowed again and started to look around, "Just wanted to tell you that..."

"That?"

"That," The salmon-haired teen cleared his throat, his eyes landing on the plastic bag off goodies and then drifting towards her window, "I am outside of your window with cookies and ice cream?"

Natsu wanted to hit himself. Really, Natsu? The namesake thought to himself with a hint of disbelief, Cookies and ice cream? Way to make yourself sound like an idiot. He carefully hid a groan that threatened to pass his lips and shook his head. Hopefully Lucy didn't pick up on his question-not-question answer.

"Are you sure?"

Ah, well he could dream.

"What? Of course I'm sure," Natsu replied, feigning ignorance, "I'm standing outside of your building freezing my ass off, why wouldn't I be sure?"

"I mean, you sounded unsure..." Lucy's confused voice trailed off before she dropped the whole topic with a giggle, warming the teen's insides at the sound, "Nevermind. Why are you over at my house at two in the morning?"

Natsu shuffled awkwardly on his feet. He wanted to correct her but thought against it almost immediately. Would she be freaked out if he knew the time without looking? He never liked counting the time anyway, it made him feel restricted. And he was sure that his best friend of all people knew that. Eh, there's no harm in trying.

"It's two fifteen. Actually."

There was a gasp through the line, "Okay, who are you and what did you do with my best friend?"

Natsu snorted, he should have known, "What are you talking about, you weirdo?"

"Something must have happened on your trip," The blonde's voice was firm and he grinned secretively.

You don't even know, Natsu thought with a smug grin before feigning idiocy again, "How'd you come to that?"

"Well..." The blonde started, "First you claim that you're in front of my building with cookies and ice cream, and now you're correcting me on time? The real Natsu would never do that."

Any other day, Natsu would agree. He'd usually go to her house to eat her snacks, not bring her it. He wouldn't be caught dead buying ice cream either. But he felt a noise of indignation bubble up in his throat but his blonde friend paid no mind to it. Instead, she continued on with her rambles.

"It's the low twenties and my Natsu would never risk being outside for so long," The blonde's voice was firm but he grinned at the implication that went unnoticed by the one who said it, "He hates anything cold and he would rather die than buy ice cream. My Natsu would never check the time either. That's why he's always late to gatherings or classes. Actually, he's known as a 'bad boy' from all the tardy slips he hides in his locker."

He was shocked to silence but that didn't stop the wide grin that threatened to split his face in half. She really did know him, didn't she. She noticed the little things about him that he didn't really say. And that made him smile even though half of her rant entered one ear and exited through the other. Not a lot of his friends noticed those little things and that's what made her weird. And, God, he missed that.

"Holy crap, I really missed your weirdo-ness, Luce," Natsu announced before he could stop himself, a gleeful tint coating his words, "Besides, I always count the time when I'm with you and all of those tardy slips are mostly your fault anyway."

"What?" Lucy gasped through the line, "No they're not!"

"Yeah, they are," The salmon-haired teen argued playfully, the grin still on his face, "I'm late to class because I always walk wit you to yours, even if my class is on the other side of the school. I even got let off the hook from Erza that one time outside of your class, don't you remember? And yeah, it is pretty cold out here, but I think it's gonna be worth it. Oh, and 'bout the ice cream, I didn't buy it. You can thank the Ice Princess for that one. He said it was a con..." Here, he trailed off, his brows furrowing down at the word, "Congrat–"

"Congratulatory," Lucy offered, making his grin widen.

"Yeah," He breathed, "It was a congratulatory gift for us."

"For us?" The blonde echoed, confused, "Why would he give a congrats present to us? I'm pretty sure I didn't do anything spectacular recently..."

"Er, well..." Natsu cleared his throat for the hundredth time that day, "There is something I gotta tell you later but I told ya! I am your Natsu, Luce! I was always yours."

"Hm, really?" Lucy murmured in the tone Natsu knew she used when she was embarrassed. He could already see her pink cheeks. "Prove it."

Now, a large smile broke his grin, "Then hurry up and open your window, weirdo! It's really freaking cold out here!"